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Jan 2017
Another year comes to pass
And I turn inwards to reflect.
My fragile memories seem of glass
And I search for moments to regret.

Yet as much I seek greener grass,
An involuntary gratitude I beget;
For this lesson isn't found in any class:
That this fleeting life is all we get.
Dev Singh
Written by
Dev Singh  Sydney, Australia
(Sydney, Australia)   
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